Rejected Luna: He wants me back
I gasp as I see my reflection.
Serena's fur is as white as snow, with a golden sign glowing on her head. The sign vanishes quickly, but her fur shines under the moonlight.
"Ain't I beautiful?" she chirps. Before I can respond, she turns around. "Time for a run."
"Wait, I—"
Serena takes off, sprinting into the forest, her movements fluid and powerful. My head spins as she leaps from rock to tree root with impossible agility.
"Woohoo!" she yells.